Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Ode to a Nap

It beckons me from afar
The couch with its fluffy pillows
the afghan crocheted by Grandma.

The chores need to be done
It is only midday.

Yawnnnnnnnnnnn
I must resist the temptation
Oh if only I could just lie down

Yes, just a short rest -
close the eyes and shut down the mind,
the T.V turned down low to diffuse the outside noise

No I must resist!
There is so much to do
The world is spinning
The bones are groaning.

Just a short rest won't harm
There will still be time later on

MMMMMM yes this is the spot
Eyes are heavy
The blanket comfy warm
Oh how refreshed I will feel in a few

Phone rings,
baby cries,
idea for assignment finally comes.

The nap is no longer
Oh how I longed
Only six more hours and the day will be done!

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